Her fingers pried and caused the box to open, reveling an item of such beauty and cruelty that it took Evelyn’s breath away. It was a knife. But thi... was no ordinary knife. The blade was made entirely of diamond, and cut in such a way that it spiraled from the hilt as if it were a corkscrew. The point of the blade was of such a fine sharpness that Evelyn shuddered to look at it, knowing that the slightest touch would pierce flesh instantly. The hilt was incredibly smooth, stone of a color. Were the places where DNA should have been found, but it wasn't. If not why not. All those questions came into play in the review Peter did. His greatest value to the team was he knew what cops were capable of, so he questioned everything. If something seemed a little out of plumb, he wanted to know why. He had begun to lose my blind faith in the cops when he witnessed them selling cocaine from squad cars. The final straw was when his house was burned. Or maybe it was when he discovered a hit. No interesting men to talk to and nobody to flirt with. I stood there, breathing deeply, warm water lapping at my toes. I realized that I could watch the sun disappear every night from this exact spot, for the rest of my life. But that wasn't in the cards. In a few days I'd be back in New England, in the snow. In the deepening twilight, I caught motion near me. There were no towels or beach bags left on the beach when I headed to the water so I was a bit surprised. I looked to my left and saw. Nikki and I had instantly bonded over our love for coffee. ‘Brandon Chase is like this eclair.’ Nikki stated as she held up a delicious eclair we’d picked up on our way with the coffee. ‘Unless they sell him at starbucks, I don’t see the resemblance.’ I muttered, biting into mine. Mm.. Heaven. Nikki rolled her eyes. ‘No, silly. You see, he’s just so tempting and yummy and you know he’s delicious before you even try him. And once you do, you can’t get enough of him even though you know.